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Chapter 44: Get out
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The atmosphere carried a faint ambiguity as Ava gripped her paintbrush, warmth slowly creeping up her body. The night had softened into a serene stillness, yet the air between them felt charged, as if unspoken words hung heavier than the strokes on her canvas.Behind her, Ava heard faint footsteps. A wave of heat followed close, and her body instinctively stiffened. She didn’t dare turn her head, but her breath hitched when she felt Alexander brush past her, his presence impossible to ignore.He leaned slightly forward, reaching for another paintbrush. In that fleeting moment, his chest lightly grazed her back—a touch so brief it could have been accidental. Yet the warmth of it lingered, seeping through their clothes like a whisper of fire against her skin.Ava froze, the paintbrush trembling faintly in her hand. She watched from the corner of her eye as Alexander dipped the brush into her carefully mixed palette and, with surprising ease, added a few deliberate strokes to her painting
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When Alexander heard the voice outside the car, he frowned and looked up from the stack of documents on his lap. Sure enough, Ava Alvarez stood outside the car, her smile calm but undeniably charming. The bright sunlight of Charleston framed her figure, her eyes glinting like molten amber against the backdrop of the idyllic scenery.Alexander’s grip on the papers tightened. It felt like fate—or perhaps a twisted joke—that no matter where he went, Ava seemed to appear.Ava, however, seemed oblivious to the tension. Knocking lightly on the window again, she asked, “Mr. Vanderbilt, may I come in?”Alexander dropped his gaze back to his papers, masking his expression with his usual stoicism. “Come in,” he said with deliberate calm.Ava opened the car door and slid in. The wave of heat that accompanied her entry was tangible, the noon sun outside blazing fiercely. Along with the warmth came the faint fragrance she always carried—something floral yet subtle.Marco, standing outside, let out
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Alexander only glanced at the thug, his expression unreadable, before twisting the man's wrist with calculated ease and tossing him aside like a discarded toy. The thug staggered, clutching his arm and groaning in pain as security personnel arrived and swiftly dragged him away.Ava, who had been holding back her rising frustration, released Tania’s wrist. Tania, clearly enraged, opened her mouth to lash out, but the sight of the approaching security made her begrudgingly hold her tongue. Gritting her teeth, she spat out, "Just you wait! I’ll deal with you later!"Ava, however, ignored her entirely. Instead, she turned toward Alexander and said calmly, "Mr. Vanderbilt, thank you."Alexander glanced at her briefly, his expression still indifferent. Taking the disinfectant wipes Jonathan handed him, he meticulously wiped his hands before turning on his heel and walking away, his long, confident strides leaving no room for further interaction.Ava sighed, intending to go find her uncle Ma
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Marco was suffering from heatstroke, and Ava knew better than to argue with a sick person. She nodded gently and said, "Uncle, I understand."Marco smiled faintly, the deep lines on his face softening. "This time, take a few more strings of sausages your aunt made when you go back. She also pickled some cabbage. I remember you used to love that when you stayed with us during high school."Ava’s lips curved into a soft smile. "Okay, Uncle."She didn’t speak further, focusing on the road as she drove him to the hospital. The air was thick with silence, but the weight of Marco’s words lingered in her mind.Halfway through their journey, Mona called, her voice laced with worry. "Ava, why haven’t you and Marco come back yet? Did something happen?""Uncle got heatstroke, so I took him to the hospital. We’ll be back a little later," Ava explained.Mona’s worry intensified. "Which hospital are you at? I’ll come over right now."After reassuring Mona and ending the call, Ava’s phone buzzed aga
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The room was minimalist but elegantly furnished, its modern design subtly softened by warm lighting. A rectangular table stood near the center, laden with an open laptop and a neat stack of documents. The air inside carried a faint scent of polished wood, blending seamlessly with the faint aroma of the food Jonathan had just delivered.Alexander, seated by the table, exuded an air of meticulous focus. His broad shoulders framed the posture of a man who bore both authority and responsibility. Even while traveling to a seemingly remote location, he carried the weight of work with him. The pen in his hand moved swiftly across the paper as he reviewed and signed documents with practiced precision.Ava sat farther away, instinctively keeping her distance. She chose a simple wooden chair by the corner, avoiding the table where Alexander worked. Her gaze lingered on his silhouette, backlit by the faint golden glow filtering through the window. The play of light created soft contrasts, outlini
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Before Ava could finish what she was saying, Jonathan entered the room, his footsteps steady and respectful as always. “President, the Morales family has called and expressed their desire to have dinner with you,” he announced with formality.A hint of mockery flashed across Alexander’s sharp features. Dinner? He could already guess their motives. They must have heard that his grandfather was returning and were eager to solidify their standing. The thought made his lips curl slightly, not in amusement but disdain.“Decline it,” Alexander said curtly, his tone leaving no room for negotiation.Jonathan, unfazed, nodded but hesitated momentarily before adding, “Mr. Alfonso mentioned that Morales has been looking forward to meeting you and has specially prepared some of her signature dishes.”Across the table, Ava’s hand tightened imperceptibly around her fork. Her father was using her as an excuse to gain Alexander’s favor. The disappointment was sharp and immediate. Her father’s intenti
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Tania stumbled into the house, her face as pale as a sheet. Marco and Mona, who had been sitting at the dining table, immediately stood up, their faces etched with worry.“Tania, what’s wrong?” Mona asked, her voice rising in alarm.But Tania couldn’t answer. Her mind was a whirlwind of panic, her chest tightening with every breath. She had never seen eight million dollars in her life. How could she possibly compensate for a car she had recklessly vandalized?If she doesn’t compensate, will she go to prison when Alexander’s lawyer arrives?The more Tania thought about it, the more scared she became. She couldn't even speak, and tears covered her face. Her legs gave out, and she collapsed into a chair, trembling.“Mom, Dad!” she finally burst out, her voice a desperate wail. “You have to help me! I didn’t know the car would cost so much. I thought it’d only be a few thousand dollars to fix! How was I supposed to know?”Mona rushed to her side, rubbing her back soothingly. “What are you
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Dear Gentle Readers, Thank you for your support from the beginning until this point. This author really appreciates it. Never thought this story will have these many readers...This author understands your wish for this story to end therefore there will be 2 branches of the story from here onwards. The first branch is for Alexander to realize that Ava is Serena and the story can conclude there.The second branch is what the author has already prepared from the beginning. All good things must come to an end at some point...Please enjoy the ride and if you wish to read other story, please check out "Taming the Wild CEO" which has the following premise :For nearly four years Ella Stanford has been working as a secretary to Javier Summers, and for most of that time, she has been fighting her own feelings for him. Javier was undeniably sexy but she knew she should never fall for a ruthless playboy. He has never paid heed to her, so this has not been a problem but a struggle on her own
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By evening, after back-to-back meetings and an unrelenting day of negotiations, Alexander finally stepped out of the conference room. The moment he entered his office, his sharp gaze landed on Ava, quietly seated by the window.She looked pale, her skin almost translucent under the soft light, but her eyes held steady — calm, guarded, as though nothing from the night before had ever happened. Not a flicker of hesitation, not a single ripple.Alexander moved to his chair, sitting down with the unhurried grace of a man who always controlled the room. His eyes swept over her.She had a scarf wrapped snugly around her neck, a strange choice for this mild evening. It couldn’t hide everything though — a hint of bruising peeked from beneath the fabric. A turtleneck would’ve made more sense, but in this weather, it would have drawn too much attention.“Mr. Vanderbilt,” Ava said evenly, breaking the heavy silence.“I won’t back out from the remaining nine times. But can you give me Ryan’s info
